smuggler

After saying this, Er Laizi raised his hand and made a poisonous oath, saying that everything he said just now was true, and if there was even half a sentence of falsehood, there would be a thunderbolt.

To be honest, the poisonous oaths made by people like him are simply not enough to be believed.

Erlaizi said tremblingly, "After I came back and slept all night, I thought about it carefully and realized that this is not right. There is something wrong with that Cao Xiaohua!"

Zhang Dashan rolled his eyes, "What's wrong with her?"

Er Laizi scolded, "Don't even think about it, Cao Xiaohua is studying abroad alone, her parents are working outside, and she doesn't go to the city to find her parents when she is on vacation, what is she going to do by herself? And... ...It's not a holiday yet, why did she come back suddenly?"

Zhang Dashan didn't want to argue about this boring topic, so he patted his shoulder, pointed to me and said to him: "She's here to look for you, don't think about other things, what happens to her has nothing to do with you. "

Patting on the shoulder, Zhang Dashan gave me a strange look, and then left.

Erlaizi raised his head, looked at me with a puzzled face, pointed to his nose, and asked me, "You...you came to find me?"

I didn't nod, but asked instead, "Your name is Sun Shengcai?"

"It's...it's me!" Erlaizi asked with his eyeballs rolling, "What, you have something to do."

"The bride just entered the door, got out of the sedan chair, red candles for the wedding night, blood-stained silk quilts, the marriage of the gods, doomed to be sweet and soulless... That man is so cruel, he bullied me and humiliated me, and partnered with that bitch... Cover my face with a pillow! Poor me, I can’t shout or shed tears.”

But the shadow of the female worker in white was projected on the window again, and this time it was more realistic, and her figure was also changing. It seemed that she was crying from a long distance, while slowly approaching, her figure grew from small to large, and her body twisted A twist.

After being silent for a while, he suddenly shook his head and said, "No, no, it's impossible for you to know me. It was so dark that night, impossible! Impossible!"

Immediately there was a reaction in the room, Er Laizi's face turned pale, and his voice trembled: "Who?"

Erlaizi's frightened face turned pale in an instant, and he didn't dare to turn his head back, he faltered and said, "You...what do you want me to see."

Erlaizi's face was extremely pale, and with his back pressed against the back wall, he said tremblingly, "Don't do this, come out if you have the ability."

It was as if someone was actually talking to him.

Although I don't know Feng Shui, I also feel that the endless black land is not very good Feng Shui in this place.

"Sun Shengcai, the girl you dragged into hell back then is right behind you, turn around and take a good look!"

By this time the sky had darkened, but there were dark shadows in the room.

And from a distance, I saw a dark figure standing in front of the cemetery.

As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of icy cold wind blew in the room suddenly, and a gloomy female voice suddenly filled the air from the room.

He was so frightened that he was already on the verge of collapse, he yelled, and ran out the door with his head in his arms.

I hesitated for a moment, and followed suit. It was already dark outside.

In the middle of the night, even though I knew the female worker in white, watching this spooky scene still made me nervous and my back felt a little chilly.

For some reason, the temperature in the room is also dropping. It is extremely cold. This kind of cold is different from the normal cold.

"If there is a day when the underworld comes back, my family will definitely flow back the water of the nine heavens, cut that heartbroken man into thousands of swords, put both corpses in the coffin, and when the chickens and dogs are restless, Fang Xue will hate him."

I stood not far behind, and what I said was loud and loud.

The white-clothed female worker had a good grasp of Erlaizi's mind, whatever he feared in his heart, the shadow would resemble it more.

Passing through a dense forest, a small mountain finally appeared in front of my eyes. In the middle of the mountain were small bumps of slightly raised soil, surrounded by overgrown weeds, and a thin layer of mist appeared. Weird and eerie.

So even if I haven't seen her in person back then, it doesn't matter, because the shadow of the female worker in white is exactly what his bastard thinks in his heart.

"Please, don't come to pester me. Since then, I've been having nightmares. I regret it. I shouldn't have done that. I'm a beast."

When Erlaizi ran out, he saw the figure of the female worker in white, and she also floated out faintly.

That figure was the bum. At this moment, he wasn't as frightened as he was at the beginning, and walked over the cemetery step by step. This should be the place where he defiled Zhang Ping.

Erlaizi bravely shouted: "Who? Who are you? Don't pretend to be a ghost here. If you have the ability, come out and see."

All the way to the back of the village, the Erlaizi ran very fast along the way, running towards the village road, but I don't know if he saw it, but the female worker in white lightly chased after him and lay on his back.

I slowly walked behind Er Laizi, getting closer and closer, looked at him coldly, and said in a low voice: "Ten years ago, you spoiled a little girl here, that is, from that time, you Send her to hell."

The shadow was reflected on the window, and there was a piercing cry. The window was pushed open again, and Er Laizi poked his head out, looking around in horror.

After leaving the village and entering the mountain road, Erlaizi was still running wildly up the mountain.I looked up and glanced at the mountains behind. At this moment, the blurry night reflected the darkness of the mountains and forests, and thick black mist emerged from the mountains.

The shadow of this little girl is 16-year-old Zhang Ping.

"She suffered a lot of humiliation. After she left the village, she went to the provincial capital, and then entered a water processing plant. She wanted to start over there, but it turned into another abyss. Later... she committed suicide, she In that dark, dark factory, wandering for ten years!"

Erlaizi leaned against the wall, not daring to move, as if he had a heart attack, he was gasping for breath, the energy of screaming just now was gone, he was extremely afraid.

Suddenly, a shadow appeared on the window, as clear as a projector,

The lyrics are okay, the key is that the tune fluctuates from high to low, with strong resentment in the dark, just like scratching the blackboard with fingernails, people who listen to it want to commit suicide.

But seeing the shadow getting closer, he trembled with fright, and moved towards the door tremblingly: "You, who are you?"

"No... I don't know, I don't know what you're talking about!" Er Laizi shrank his neck and took a step back.

He closed the window with a bang.

"Turn around and look behind." I pointed to the broken wall behind him.

I hated this kind of rascal in my heart. Seeing his tone of voice was a bit rude, I asked, "Do you still remember Zhang Ping?"

But Erlaizi was so frightened that his soul shook, his shoulders shook, how dare he look back, he knelt down on the ground with a plop, and then burst into tears.

The reflected shadow is different from that of the female worker in white. It should be her attire back then, which has been fully restored at this moment.

Originally, his attitude was not very good, but when he heard me say this name, he was taken aback for a moment, and then his expression became very strange, a little timid.

Erlaizi started slapping himself repeatedly, crying and begging for mercy.

I stared at him closely, and said in a cold voice: "Then you still haven't confessed your crime? Say loudly that you are wrong, and beg her to forgive you!"

Erlaizi didn't answer, just kowtowed, his face covered with mud, a man in his 40s and [-]s, crying like a little girl.

I took another step closer, and at this moment, I saw the female worker in white lying on his back, full of resentment, probably touched by the scene, this place reminded her of unbearable memories.

If she wanted to kill, she couldn't let go of the resentment in her heart, and she wouldn't be able to conceive.